This is one of the fondest memories of my childhood.
My Sanskrit exam was in a week.
And I was certain I would fail the exam.
Our teacher was so boring. Uninspiring.
Ma saw that I was scared.
She wrote a letter requesting the daughter of our temple priest to tutor me.
She had a Masters in Sanskrit.
I topped the exam!
It turns out that a good teacher can change your life.
And that good teacher needn’t be found in school or college.